Luyện nghe bài hát Al Bowlly's In Heaven

Well we were then,
And the were all pretty
And a was a lucky charm,
you the key to the city
We to dance the whole night through
While Al sang "The Very Thought Of You"
Now in heaven and I'm in limbo now

Well I gave my youth to king and
But what's my done for me
But sentenced me to
I traded my and my parachute
For a of crutches and a demob suit
Al Bowlly's in heaven and I'm in now

times, hard hard times
Hostels and and dosser's soup lines
Can't close me eyes on a or a bed
For the sound of some raging in my head

Old friends, you lose so
You get run around, all over
The and the tear,
Oh it drives you down
St with its dirty old sheets
Beats all day
Down on Street
Al in heaven and I'm in limbo now

stay here, you got to foot-slog
Once in a blue moon you might a job
Sleep in the rain, you in the snow
When the beds are all
got nowhere to go

I can see me now,
I'm back there on the dance
Oh with a on me arm, red-head to spare
Spit on my shoes and shine in me
And there's Al Bowlly, up on a stand
Oh that was a voice and was a band
Al Bowlly's in heaven and I'm in now